You have hated me since my birth, even though I am your saviour. I could not defend myself, I was weak. Now I am strong. What will you? Who will save you now? SasuNaru

18/11/10- REWRITE- now fully revised/edited/fixed/ made more awesome YAY!

MIMZY_NOTES- Hey my lovely readers, this is just a random idea I had running around in that confused little brain of mine. Hope you enjoy it. The SasuNaru romance will be a gradual thing so doesn't expect me to delve straight into that! In this story Naruto and everyone will be 18.

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto, I do however own a dingy little student accommodation flat... wait I don't even own that... sigh...

Chapter 1-PROLOGUE

"Only when we are no longer afraid do we begin to live"

No one knows what it's likeTo be the bad manTo be the sad manBehind blue eyes

And no one knowsWhat it's like to be hatedTo be faded to telling only lies

But my dreams they aren't as emptyAs my conscious seems to beI have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeanceThat's never freeNo one knows what it's likeTo feel these feelingsLike I do, and I blame you!

"Naruto...I'm so sorry. I tried, I couldn't do anything. It's out of my hand," came the pleading voice of the Godaime Hokage, Tsunade.

Strong iron bars of a cell separated the two people in the room. The cell was dark and damp; the only sight of colour was the bright mop of blonde hair which belonged to the huddled figure in the corner. Thick chains, wrapped around his arms and legs making sure there was no possible way of escaping. The cell itself contained none of the basic necessities a human needed. A deserted plate of stale bread sat on the floor beside the occupant, but apart from that the room was desolate. The walls decorated in nail scratches and what appeared to be dried blood streaking across the rough stone walls.

The figure lifted his head. The once child like smiling face of Naruto Uzumaki had been destroyed and replaced by a tired and cheerless one. The round childish face had given way to a chiselled handsome adult face, yet gaunt from lack of food. The whisker marks were still as visible as the day he required them. His bright blue blood shot eyes only portrayed grief and exhaustion.

Naruto Uzumaki was a broken man, a man awaiting his own death. A man who was going to accept his own death.

"This was bound to happen Hokage-sama," Tsunade cringed at her name. Naruto had locked out everyone, secluding himself from life. All she wished was to have her bright blond back, but she knew that was never going to happen, he was lost to them all. This was probably be the last time she saw him by herself, or alive.

"Naruto, you have to try and get away. Flee Konaha, live a life somewhere else. Only death awaits you here," Tsunade said, her voice strained while tears threatened to fall from her frantic eyes. They couldn't take away another one of her precious people. She had already lost too many. Her thin hands gripped the bars separating them so tight the iron began to twist, giving of a creaking noise.

"Where would I go, Konaha is my only home. I've lived to protect the people of Konaha. I've tried to be accepted, I've tried to ignore the hate, the disgust. Yet all they every do is see me as a monster. If I left they would hunt me, they would kill me in the end. What's the point in postponing my own death? My path in life was laid down for me. And this is my destination. I am meant to die; it is the only way for the people of Konaha to feel safe. To destroy the monster," by the end of his speech Naruto voice had become a whisper, his eyes fixated on a spider scurrying across the dirty floor of his prison. It climbed up the wall and exited through a crack in the wall. That spider was one thing Naruto knew he would never be, free.

The loud noise of a door unlocking grabbed the attention of both Naruto and Tsunade. The door at the end of the corridor opened to reveal two fully clothed ANBU. Advancing on the prisoner's cell Tsunade knew exactly why they were here, it was time. Quickly looking back to the occupant of the cell, her eyes turned pleading. Naruto stared back his eyes void of any emotion.

Reaching the cell door the ANBU unlocked it and entered. Advancing on their captive they quickly detached the chains from Naruto, replacing his hand chains with chakra infused hand cuffs. Standing Naruto now reached the tall height of six foot. He had grown out of his short chubby child like self at the age of 16. His body was lean and trimmed, results of training and various missions.

He was lead out of his cell by the ANBU, one in front and one behind. Casting a glance to his left Naruto stopped in front of Tsunade, both ANBU on guard in case of any sudden action. A large cheesy grin replaced the grim frown on Naruto's face. The mood of the room was suddenly changed.

"Don't worry about me baa-chan, it's for the best any way," and with that Naruto was lead away and out of sight. Tsunade stood rooted to the spot, out of fear and shock. How could he think this was for the best? And for the first time in year's tears of grief fell down the Hokage's face.

No one bites back as hardOn their angerNone of my pain woeCan show through

But my dreams they aren't as emptyAs my conscious seems to beI have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeanceThat's never freeNo one knows what it's likeTo feel these feelingsLike i do, and i blame you!

No one knows what it's likeTo be mistreated, to be defeatedBehind blue eyesNo one know how to sayThat they're sorry and don't worryI'm not telling lies

A cold wind blew down the streets of Konaha. Loud sounds of celebration and gatherings could be heard throughout. Most of the streets had been decorated in gold and reds, colours of the Kyuubi. All the citizens of Konaha had been gathered in one place, to see one thing. To see the death of the monster, Naruto Uzumaki. If you were to travel into the centre of the town you would see that everyone had gathered, cheers could be heard as people celebrate the permanent removal of the one thing they despised the most. Smiles mostly adorned their faces, but for some pain and sadness was their only expression. Standing near the stage in the centre of town the former rookie nine and close friends of the blond stood.

Sakura Haruno stared at the people around her. How could they celebrate? How could they be happy that her best friend was about to be murdered? Those questions ran through her mind rapidly. Over and over again. Looking to her right, her sensei stood. Face also grim. His single visible eye reflected only pain, a mirror of hers.

Suddenly a hushed silence washed over the crowd that had gathered, looking to the stage once again, she watched as the elders of Konaha ascended the stairs at the side and then made their way to the centre. Making his way to the front of the stage the oldest of the elders raised his hands, bidding silence to the crowds.

The deserted streets were suddenly greeted by the hurried footsteps of a cloaked figure. Quickly weaving in and out of the tall buildings, the figure advanced on the town centre. The long black cloaked wafted out behind, while the large hood shield their face.

A quite angry mumbling came from the cloaked figure. Blood covered hands were wiped on the cloak. They were only a little roadblock.

"Today we have gathered to celebrate the destruction of the monster that has plagued are dreams, that monster shall never again dwell in the land of the living. It shall be banished to the hell where it belongs. Today the Kyuubi shall breathe its last breath!" The speech of the elder was soon followed by howls of happiness along with cheers and clapping. "Bring it forth!"

Turning Sakura saw the crowd part, making a path for their prisoner. And then she saw him, her best friend being lead by ANBU through the thick crowds. People jeered and threw things in his direction yet he did not flinch once his eyes only fixated on the sole ANBU on stage, a sword in hand. Making his way up the stairs he was placed in the centre then once again surrounded by ANBU guards.

The Elder standing at the front once again raised his hands requesting silence. Turning to Naruto a smile adorned the old man's face.

"Any last words Uzumaki?"

Turning to face the crowds Naruto looked out upon them. His blue eyes searching. Then they found what they were looking for. Sakura's jade green eyes meet blue, and then she understood. This is what he wanted. He didn't want to be in pain anymore. A grin lit up his gaunt face; he smiled at his friends before turning to the person who had asked him his last question. The crowd silenced to hear his words.

"See you in hell."

And with that a bag was shoved over his head, his knee caps pushed from behind. Falling to his knee's the shouts of "no" and of happiness played his death song. The swift sound of a sword swept through the air.

A clash of metal close to his ear brought him back to reality. The blade cut into his neck creating a gash, yet it had not been a clean swipe. Blood trickled down his neck as the silence of the crowd haunted his mind.

No one knows what it's likeTo be the bad man, to be the sad manBehind blue eyes.

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